#17 - What Hast Thou Done for Me

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• Composer:
  • Philip Paul Bliss

    • #12 - Hold the Fort
    • #17 - What Hast Thou Done for Me
    • #22 - Almost Persuaded
    • #25 - Let the Lower Lights be Burning
    • #26 - Only an Armor Bearer
    • #27 - I Will Sing of My Redeemer
    • #29 - Pull for the Shore
    • #87 - Go Bury Thy Sorrow
    • #88 - Whosoever Will
    • #633 - When Jesus Comes
    • #3007 - Hold the Fort
    • #3009 - Only an Armor Bearer
    • #3010 - Let the Lower Lights be Burning

    (1838-1876), 1873
• Also known as:
  • I Gave My Life For Thee
  • Thy Life Was Given For Me
  • Kenosis
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• Lyrics:
  I gave My life for thee, My precious blood I shed,
  That thou might ransomed be, and raised up from the dead
  I gave, I gave My life for thee, what hast thou given for Me?
  I gave, I gave My life for thee, what hast thou given for Me?
  
  My Father's house of light, My glory circled throne
  I left for earthly night, for wanderings sad and lone;
  I left, I left it all for thee, hast thou left aught for Me?
  I left, I left it all for thee, hast thou left aught for Me?
  
  I suffered much for thee, more than thy tongue can tell,
  Of bitterest agony, to rescue thee from hell.
  I've borne, I've borne it all for thee, what hast thou borne for Me?
  I've borne, I've borne it all for thee, what hast thou borne for Me?
  
  And I have brought to thee, down from My home above,
  Salvation full and free, My pardon and My love;
  I bring, I bring rich gifts to thee, what hast thou brought to Me?
  I bring, I bring rich gifts to thee, what hast thou brought to Me?
  
  
• Original poem:
  I gave My Life for thee,
  My precious blood I shed
  That thou might'st ransomed be,
  And quickened from the dead.
  I gave My life for thee:
  What hast thou given for Me?
  
  I spent long years for thee,
  In weariness and woe,
  That an eternity
  Of joy thou mightest know.
  I spent long years for thee:
  Hast thou spent one for Me?
  
  My Father's home of light,
  My rainbow circled throne,
  I left, for earthly night,
  For wanderings sad and lone.
  I left it all for thee:
  Hast thou left aught for Me?
  
  I suffered much for thee;
  More than thy tongue may tell
  Of bitterest agony,
  To rescue thee from hell.
  I suffered much for thee:
  What canst thou bear for Me?
  
  And I have brought to thee,
  Down from My home above,
  Salvation full and free,
  My pardon, and My love.
  Great gifts I brought to thee:
  What hast thou brought to Me?
  
  Oh let thy life be given
  Thy years for Him be spent,
  World-fetters all be riven,
  And joy with suffering blent.
  Bring thou thy worthless all:
  Follow thy Saviour's call.
  
  
  • Frances Ridley Havergal (1836-1879), 1858